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located in Unnamed City, a part of Arc 4, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Aziz Harumi Character Portrait: Kujo Nobuyuki Character Portrait: Kazenari Tohsaka Character Portrait: Hayato Morikawa
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Emerald Gardens Entrance - 6:50 PM

"And you're offering to be that person for me?" Kazenari gives the Hounds leader a small smile as she replied. "Don't worry--I can take care of myself."

Upon hearing her say that, Kazenari surmised that he may have found her remark a little haughty. So it was best to clear up misconceptions right here and now before it escalates. The two would be working together from here on, at least until the case is over.

"Do not get me wrong Morikawa-san--I'm not implying I'm suspicious of you or anything. However, I have already inconvenienced you quite a bit by asking you to come here. I simply do not want to inconvenience you any further."

Just as she started to step away, she paused before looking back at the man. "Unless you live down the Red Alley in-between Queen's and King's of course. I don't mind having some company while I walk."



Room 507 - 7:20 PM

"Yeah, she is." Aziz sighed as he recalled the black-haired girl. "Was she alright? I mean, you guys were there to see all that. Must've been nasty. She has her condition right?"

Aziz found himself worrying about his friend's safety suddenly. A little aftereffect of attending Wakaba's funeral. She was a close friend and she was taken from him underneath his nose. If they weren't careful--the other ones may slip past too. Kujo, Nagisa, Hotaru--even Makoto who he didn't get along with. He found himself opening and closing his hands as he pondered. Regardless of how they thought of him, he treated them all as good friends.

"Hey bro? You mind giving the chef my compliments for me? I want to tell her myself but I've got a couple of plans I want to run tomorrow." He suddenly blurted out.

He remembered his history with the people in the dorm. Realizing that, he wondered: Is now a good time for what he was thinking?